She exhaled heavily as she read the note someone special had secretly left for her. She was on her way back to the ladies' barrack when that special person had someone to pass her the note. Annoyance grew in her heart as she walked her way fast and steady. She pulled up her red scarf up her nose for the night was cold. Mikasa frowned.

Mikasa walked down the alley and didn't forget to check if there was anyone around to stalk her for whatever reason. She confirmed that no one was stalking her and she entered the alley, made a turn to the right and walked further. After all that, she came to a familiar room. She knocked on the door and it flung open immediately by a small intimidating figure whose clothes were not neat as usual.

"What is it?" Mikasa asked, looking irked. She was exhausted from all the training schedule she had since the morning and she was asked for some long-term errand by Hanji. At the beginning she wanted to refuse the errand because it needed her to visit the town which was far but since Hanji said that no one was there to help her, Mikasa decided to help half-heartedly. In the end, she finished the job and when she returned to the headquarters, it was already evening. Just right after dinner, the irksome note came. She just wanted to rest, that was all.

"Come in." The shorter figure, The Lance Corporal ordered. It was essential that no one was to witness their meeting. Mikasa heeded and entered.

Urgh. I can never get used to his cleaning supplies' stench. Mikasa pulled up her scarf again. "what is it, corporal? Mikasa turned to face her corporal when Levi replied her abruptly.

"—get down." He said and it made Mikasa choke on her own saliva.

"… why should i?" Mikasa replied, clearly annoyed from her growling tone and glaring eyes.

"Women heed their men. You're my woman and I'm your man." Levi said nonchalantly as he removed his already untied cravat and threw it on the bed. In swift movement, he unbuttoned his shirt and the next moment he was already trying to unbuckle his belt. Levi was then stopped by Mikasa. She grabbed his wrists, stopping him as well as getting his attention.

"No." Mikasa gently said. Despite already had some lovey-dovey moments before she knew it was inappropriate to do anything foolish. At least until the battle was done then she could proceed with the man she loved—after Eren and Armin. She wouldn't accept such condition for a situation. He is drunk. It smells.

"No, no… no Mikasa…" Levi leaned forward and kissed his girl. He was good in it, so good that Mikasa let down her guard for an instant. That instant, Levi took the chance to wriggle his wrists free and grabbed Mikasa's wrists instead. While he gave slow little pecks on her lips, he pushed her forcefully onto the bed.

"ugh!" Mikasa grunted. It was beyond her imagination that Levi could still be so powerful even if the alcohol was affecting him. Still, Mikasa was not in the mood for the lovers' thing. She glared but it was all in vain—all her threats she fired. For Levi was very ignorant of how she felt. He dived down, nudging close to mikasa ever so dearly, like a mother dog being united with its puppies.

What has got onto him? Mikasa wondered. At first, she was worried because the Corporal wasn't acting like himself. Now she supposed he was just drunk after all. Mikasa scanned the man above her and her mind stumbled upon the physical beauty of Corporal. Levi's shirt was half unbuttoned and it was not tucked.

"corporal…" Mikasa called.

"Hm…?" Levi responded. He hovered over her and gazed at her.

"you're drunk. And fix your clothes please." Was Mikasa's apparent statement. However charming Levi was in… that form, she wasn't bit in the mood. Well, she would admit that she was admiring the toned body for a while if she was asked. There's nothing wrong with me looking at my man, right?

"I'm sober. Mikasa—"

"—Ackerman—"

"—Mikasa—"

"—Ackerman—"

" .Sa" Levi insisted. He pulled her scarf away and nudged by her neck. He laid on Mikasa, again. "Mikasa…mikasa…mikasa…mikasa…"

"there… there…" Sighing in defeat, Mikasa embraced him. She patted his back. Her action calmed the corporal down. She thought he was asleep so she decided to stay there as a comfort for him. Their position didn't change for 15 minutes long. Feeling sleepy, Mikasa shut her eyes. Then something wrenched her awake. A hand. Not hers. Was roaming under her white shirt.

He is not asleep! Mikasa cursed as she struggled to get Levi removed from herself but it was all in vain for Levi stuck on her like coffin glue.

"Mikasa, do it." Levi said, still burying his face in her neck.

"what? No! I'm still underage sadistic perverted corporal! Get off me!" Mikasa struggled.

"sshh- you don't want Hanji to eavesdrop."

"get off me."

"no, mikasa."

"or I'll scream."

"…" Levi turned silent. He retracted his hand and hovered above her again. His eyebrows were knitted together. He pouted-slightly. "…a kiss from the brat?" He asked.

This…pervert…who the hell gave him alcohol?! Mikasa growled mentally. She sighed and nodded, giving the green light for Levi to proceed. He leaned down and took a mouthful kiss of her lips. it was slow but it grew faster with each kiss. Savoring the bitter yet pleasure taste, Mikasa circled her arms around Levi, focusing on their moments. Meanwhile, stealthily Levi removed Mikasa's harness.

Their kiss got better as they gasped for air. The night was cold but the room was on fire. They were enjoying it. It had come to the point where they shared the wrestle. She allowed access to her tongue and he took the access. Their tongues met and fought. They shared hot breaths and pleasure burning in their stomach. But it all was ruined. All those moments. Everything came to an end when Levi grabbed Mikasa's pants and attempted to pull it down.

Mikasa noticed it and bit Levi's tongue. She took a hold of his wrists and turned the table upside down. She was now hovering above Levi who still looked dreamy thanks to the alcohol.

"Stop it." Mikasa said between her breaths.

Levi didn't respond to what she had said. He just stared at her. Up and down. His face grew redder by then. He went on rampage out of sudden. He freed himself by throwing Mikasa to the floor. He followed, lying on the floor and pulled Mikasa forcefully into his arms. One hand by her back and another one by her butt. Because of his height, he got his face buried on Mikasa's chest.

Smells nice. Levi thought. "Ackerman, I want humanity's strongest baby."

"no."

"why? I'm old enough to have a son."

"I'm not old enough to be pregnant."

"I want to get you pregnant."

"You're mad." Mikasa jabbed her fingers by his side and freed herself. "I'm not clean. I'm all sweat from all the errands." She reasoned. She knew there was nothing the Corporal would fear except dirty, filthy and smelly thing. She had a smirk in her heart, knowing that she would win this unreasonable-battle-with-a-drunk-corporal.

"You're clean. Weren't you naked just now? I've seen it anyway… you're clean—"

So that's why he was looking at me up and down! Mikasa stomped to Levi's desk, got a bottle of ink and poured herself with it; out of frustration. Heck, she wouldn't even know how to respond to Eren or Armin if she got pregnant. "now i'm dirty."

"…" So, upon seeing how Mikasa had dirtied herself and his holy floor, woke him up from the alcoholic effects. His eyes grew devouringly big. His mind screamed internally. His feet brought him up immediately and his hands very mischievously stripped off Mikasa's clothes. He was so effective and efficient that within count of seconds, he managed to get her tops in his hands. He dropped himself down and wiped the ink. Successfully wiping the floor ridiculously fast, he sighed in relief.

"my… uniform…" Mikasa looked at him blankly in supreme anger.

"hah?" Levi looked up but he didn't notice the suppressed anger which was filling up Mikasa's heart. "It's already dirty anyway—" he got kicked right on his belly.

Mikasa didn't cover up herself because she was probably too angry to be bothered by that. Instead, she focused on the crime conductor. She continued to send power-packed low kicks at the man. However, Levi slid a leg over and let her fall. During the fall Mikasa quickly took a grab of Levi's collar and when she hit the ground, she pulled Levi along and slammed him against the floor as well.

"What the actually frick—Ackerman!" Levi shouted as he got up in ready stance.

"Shut up! I do not listen to a sadistic drunk perverted pedophilia!" Mikasa shouted back.

Levi took a few seconds to realize that he was indeed drunk. Then drowsiness and nausea came to assault him. He ran to the toilet and vomited. He tried to recall who gave him alcohol when he already quit drinking. No one came to his mind because he was too caught up with the nausea feeling. Oh god. This is the worst feeling ever. Who the hell gave me alcohol?! Shit. I can't remember.

Mikasa followed carefully from behind and stared at her man. Finally guilt overcame her heart. "are you… okay?" she asked. By that time, Levi had already washed up. He dried himself with a towel and walked outside. "Getting old. Not immune to alcohol anymore. Ugh" He said.

Mikasa followed and helped him reach his bed. Then she joined in as well.

"What's with that stare? You stripped me off and you want me to freeze to death?" Mikasa said as she pulled up the blanket. She turned facing away from Levi, actually trying to sleep since there was no possible graceful way for her to return to the ladies' barracks. She didn't really mind if her friends started to ask her the next day because 'training' would suffice as reason.

Levi circled his arms around his woman, embracing her close and tight. He kissed her back.

"You stink." Mikasa said, jokingly.

"I'm still doing it anyway. You smell like curry." Levi returned the joke as he planted a kiss by her nape. It tickled her but it gave a sort of signal as if he wanted her to look at him. So she turned to face him with her cheeks burning red from embarrassment. She hugged him in attempt to hide her bare torso. They nudged at each other's neck.

"Did I say embarrassing stuffs when I was drunk?"

"You said about wanting humanity's strongest baby."

"…"

"Can't reply to that?"

"No. not that. I'm getting old. And it's about time for me." Levi pecked on Mikasa's lips.

"Not time yet for me." Mikasa replied, pecking back. "perhaps 5 more years"

"I might be dead by then." Levi chuckled, kissing her deep and passionate.

"Umph—no way. I'll save you" Mikasa responded back. She nudged his nose dearly. They shared little kisses in which they pecked at each other although it gradually became faster and turned to a lingering deep long kisses. In seconds they were tongue fighting. Shared gasps, shared moans and pleasures were there around them. Those factors forged their bond strong and invincible. They had a break after the breathless heated battle of romance. Levi looked at the marks he had given to Mikasa and smirked. While Mikasa looked at the teeth mark she gave and laughed.

"Corporal." Mikasa called, her fingers on the mark she gave.

"hm?" Levi's fingers touched on her chest where he gave the hickey.

"If you die, I'll make sure you go through hell with me."

"that's my line, brat." Levi said. He groaned. the drowsiness was still there. "sleep." He demanded. He was at limit to keep awake but he wanted to make more moments with the woman. He held her tight in his arms as his hands roamed around her bare back. He shut his eyes and succumbed into exhaustion. He slept.

Ah, four eyes gave me alcohol… damn it.


The morning radiance pours. The window intensifies the glory of the light. It is the beginning of another day yet it feels more of a doomsday, still. The innocent birds are clueless of the titans' wrath and terror. They chirp ever so cheerfully. Unlike the animals, the Humanity's strongest has it tough.

Levi wakes up to a cold bed. He remembers clinging to a source of warmth last night but he sees no one by his side. Has she gone by dawn? He groans as he drags himself out of bed to feel pain throughout his body. Bandages are there with a few scratches here and there. Levi doesn't mind those. It has become his habit to endure pain. He walks to the bathroom and sees himself in the mirror; pale, tired, and old with mustaches and little beard. He turns on the water tap and washes his face. He sees himself in the mirror again and he feels as if he has forgotten something important.

After washing himself up, he walks out of the bathroom as he brushed his teeth. There he sees the dried ink-stained floor. She took her uniform with her? I can wash it though. He looks out through the window and notices little snow falls gracefully. His senses are slow then to catch up with his body. He grabs a coat and wraps himself with it. Wasn't yesterday cold? Shouldn't it be Fall instead of winter? A headache hit his head hard.

"Levi!" Hanji barged in the room, fully equipped with winter attire. She looks frantic and surprised to see that Levi is there. Finally awake from his sleep. She runs to him and pulls him into her arms. "Levi…" she whispers.

Images seem to flood into his mind, recalling what he has forgotten. He drops his toothbrush. His face devoid of any emotion. "Where is Ackerman…?" he asked.

"…Levi"

"Answer me!"

"You have been in coma for a week and you were in shock—"

"Where is Ackerman?!"

"We lost her during the previous expedition…"

"Why…? Why?!" Levi holds Hanji by her shoulders, shaking her violently.

"She charged to save you from a 15-meters abnormal titan and sacrificed herself." Hanji looks downward, frowning. She knows the humanity's strongest has never been the strongest. She knows what the nature's refusal feels like.

If you die, I'll make sure you go through hell with me. The sentence repeats itself within the mind of the strongest soldier. But it breaks and rips him apart. He falls onto his knees. He is sad and sorrowful but no tears surface.


A/N: /suicides/ I'M SORRY. I DON'T KNOW HOW THIS COMES TO THIS—I ERR—I UH… I'M SORRY! QAQ uhm… but this is the grand final of Debt. /runs away/